Me and Those Dreaming Eyes of Mine

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    Me and Those Dreaming Eyes of Mine

    When I first saw you I wanted to die,
    Me and those dreaming eyes of mine started to cry.

    Then I'd dream wishing my fantasy would soon become a reality,
    Cause everytime I see you all I do is sigh me and those dreaming eyes of mine.

    You're the most precious thing that I have ever seen,
    So I continue to dream of coming home to a candle lit dinner followed by a bubble bath with strawberries and champagne and a full body massage from head to toe, huh must be me and those dreaming eyes of mine.

    Relaxing under the warm sun on the beach in Negril, Jamaica
    Sipping on a margarita and reaching over to give you a kiss,
    Me and those dreaming eyes of mine.

    I soon awake and realized that it was all just a dream hoping to someday come true,
    With me and those dreaming eyes of mine.

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